traphousemansion (interlude)

Lyrics

[Intro] (You think you know me) (This is a certified hood classic) Yeah, yeah, yeah (Whole house smell like Backwoods) Yeah, yeah, yeah (Wake up hearing trap music) Yeah, yeah, yeah (Make money, can't fall in love) [Chorus] And the whole house smell like Backwoods Wake up hearing trap music Make money, can't fall in love That's just how you gotta do it [Post-Chorus] Yeah, if it ain't about the guap, can you do it? Stone-cold heart, doing drugs with Medusa Seeing Chrome Hearts in my dreams getting lucid Wearing shades in the dark 'cause I'm stuck on Pluto (Okay) [Verse 1] Yeah, I just gotta keep moving Bitch, I'm Neo in the Matrix and I rule it Got a big bankroll full of blue strips I just let 'em copy, I can't teach 'em how to do this Yeah, big black .45, call it Rufus And I really kick it with my slime 'cause he ruthless Pull up in a 'Rari and the bitch really roof-less Busy talking to the B's, call that nigga Doctor Dolittle Yes, I'm Lonely, baby, know I cannot do little If the bitch bad I'ma take her to the Ruth Chris I just hit your bitch and got her wet just like a pool did F&N light and you know I got the flu tips [Chorus] And the whole house smell like Backwoods Wake up hearing trap music Make money, can't fall in love That's just how you gotta do it [Post-Chorus] If it ain't about the guap, don't do it Stone-cold heart, doing drugs with Medusa Seeing Chrome Hearts in my dreams getting lucid Wearing shades in the dark 'cause I'm stuck on Pluto [Verse 2] Blinking in the mirror off a molly Hitting up my phone, can you please stop calling? I just caught a vibe in your eyes now I'm falling Yeah, I'm a real big dawg, shot-calling Come and take a flight with a real deal martian Love her in the night, but the morning, it's a dollar Bitch, I'm fire-flying, they convicted me for arson I get everything I like 'cause the money not a problem I be floating through the sky like a diver, yeah Say you getting high but I know I'm getting higher Sand on my tongue got me rolling like a tire Gas fill my lungs, got me really feeling tired [Chorus] And the whole house smell like Backwoods Wake up hearing trap music Make money, can't fall in love That's just how you gotta do it [Outro] If it ain't about the guap, don't do it (Yeah) Stone-cold heart, doing drugs with Medusa (Yeah, yeah, yeah) (Yeah, yeah, yeah)